Saturday, October 22, 2011
Friday, December 10, 2010
Please, Baby.
Dating is not sex.
I repeat,
Dating is not sex.
So can you stop staring at me like a hungry wolf that stares at a plumpy sheep?
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I repeat,
Dating is not sex.
So can you stop staring at me like a hungry wolf that stares at a plumpy sheep?
Sent from BlackBerry® on 3
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Sparks
I have lost my sparks on you. The itsy bitsy essence of life I always had when I'm with you.
You said I'm not supposed to be complaining. Well I believe in love, I believe in us. That is the reason why I need this from you.
Do you remember those times when we play cats and dogs with our ex-lovers? You had me at when we first stared at each other, eye to eye, heart to heart. That's the best sparks I ever had compare to any boys I ever dated with.
I want that sparks back.
Whatever it takes.
Please, enough with the flat life we're living in. We don't even need a marriage to know how dull life can be if you only love one person in your adult life. You and your works and studies, while I'm sitting alone at home; well mostly I have lunch with friends which makes it even more desperate. There's nothing wrong with a little date on weekend right? A little rose on our picnic? A little time for us to cuddle in bed and talk about each other's day? Those little things sparks our relationship. Those little things I need in our boring days.
Start by holding my hand not only because you have to protect me from those bus and cars that could harm me. But also because you miss me. It's even better if it's because you miss holding my firm hand. I would use a hand cream for you if you want me to.
Next thing we know perhaps we're having a dinner not because we're hungry. But because we miss staring deeply into each other's eyes. We missed each other's signature laugh and happy face. We miss something we already see everyday, something we took for granted. Well... I wish we do.
I believe in some ways, you love me with your own way. And I love you with my own way.
Turns out we're dealing with differences, just like regular couples do. You with your "I-don't-wanna-say-I-love-you" thingy, while I'm with my PDA thingy. But I just hope we can find the OUR way. Or the EVERYONE'S way. I know, that we've been dealing with our quirkiness which makes us anything-but-ordinary couple. But, hey, what can a little 'normal' flowers and dinners do harm to us?
Anyway, I have to make a confession to you. The reason why I decided to broke up with you a couple of months ago is because...
I miss our sparks.
Oh I love you. :))
You said I'm not supposed to be complaining. Well I believe in love, I believe in us. That is the reason why I need this from you.
Do you remember those times when we play cats and dogs with our ex-lovers? You had me at when we first stared at each other, eye to eye, heart to heart. That's the best sparks I ever had compare to any boys I ever dated with.
I want that sparks back.
Whatever it takes.
Please, enough with the flat life we're living in. We don't even need a marriage to know how dull life can be if you only love one person in your adult life. You and your works and studies, while I'm sitting alone at home; well mostly I have lunch with friends which makes it even more desperate. There's nothing wrong with a little date on weekend right? A little rose on our picnic? A little time for us to cuddle in bed and talk about each other's day? Those little things sparks our relationship. Those little things I need in our boring days.
Start by holding my hand not only because you have to protect me from those bus and cars that could harm me. But also because you miss me. It's even better if it's because you miss holding my firm hand. I would use a hand cream for you if you want me to.
Next thing we know perhaps we're having a dinner not because we're hungry. But because we miss staring deeply into each other's eyes. We missed each other's signature laugh and happy face. We miss something we already see everyday, something we took for granted. Well... I wish we do.
I believe in some ways, you love me with your own way. And I love you with my own way.
Turns out we're dealing with differences, just like regular couples do. You with your "I-don't-wanna-say-I-love-you" thingy, while I'm with my PDA thingy. But I just hope we can find the OUR way. Or the EVERYONE'S way. I know, that we've been dealing with our quirkiness which makes us anything-but-ordinary couple. But, hey, what can a little 'normal' flowers and dinners do harm to us?
Anyway, I have to make a confession to you. The reason why I decided to broke up with you a couple of months ago is because...
I miss our sparks.
Oh I love you. :))
I called it
It's A Not So Typical Love Story
Monday, September 13, 2010
RACOONS! what dya think bout them?
Raccoon is basically a type of animal which I think closer to me, but second to cats. 'The Painted Eyes' or so they called, live in trees but sometimes they dug out for food from the local trash bin in order to survive. Cute is their natural talent, but apparently they can be one of the scariest animal you've ever met. Aren't they cute and fierce at the same time? And oh, well, they're one of the animals I'd like to meet before I die.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Hello La Senza
I just bought 4 g-strings and I never wear g-strings before so when I finally work on it I will post it again ohmygod I am so nervous I literally nervous afraid that it would be such pain in the ass for real I mean reahhlly.
I called it
just saying
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